A blaze of fire, he likes the smell Your burning guts, He’s feeling well Crematory madness, he’s got to let it go Crematory madness Burning dead, that’s his job But he to old, they let him stop Crematory madness, he’s got to let it go Crematory madness Needs his work, misses the tension Shaking of hands, he’s feeling hot Crematory, what’s this shit Goin crazy, he’s missin’ it All the pictures on the wall All he wants is bunn them all Crematory was his life Now he wants to burn his wife Starting up a new life, now he kills with a knife Burning bodies after that, makes him feel very well They killed him with a shot, now they let him rot He did his work so well, his soul burns in hell